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Jun 2010
a normal conversation,
lost, slowly turned away
for the best part
I dont have to ignore or say
it's subtle yet it's gone
it's wicked yet it is random love
but then I get suspicious
and then you get vicious
showers me with reasons
for the end of tomorrows
to spit me on the face
****** me with yesterdays
a normal bitterness
lost, slowly turned away
for the best part
most puppets play
but you know;
I am different

and satisfied for now with my departure
from your sinking ship
with no words
with no words now
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